One Last Sweet Time
on the edge of a dream at the edge of the dawn
not stirred enough to wake
I saw you walk into my view
and there did my breath take
from behind a veil of soft chiffon
you stepped into the light
and oh, my cries as oh, my eyes
beheld that wondrous sight!
in golden glow you stood as though
in Heaven's spotlight stood
and smiled that smile that only you
could smile at me and would
I reached my hand to touch your face
but your face touched not my hand
it seemed you dwelt a thousand miles
away in another land
your eyes held mine in timeless time
and I looked at you and yearned
I tried to kiss those lips I love
but my kiss was not returned
a ghostly shadow pulled you back
and I tried to make you stay
but you faded as you told me you
did not want to go away
I held onto the dream till I
could not hold it any longer
and day was tapping at my door
and sun was growing stronger
I rose to open up the shades
and let the morning in
when came a knocking loud and long
two military men
in uniforms so starched and neat
with voices sad in tone
we're sorry to inform you of this news...
but the one you love is... gone
all day I sat there in the silence
looking for reason and rhyme
and finally, grateful that God let me
see you one last sweet time.
©by Voo Shining Stone
Feb 6, 2005
11:23 p.m.
Her dream became reality. Sad. So sad.
ReplyDeleteI don't think she was dreaming. I think God let her see him
DeleteOh! I thought she was on the edge of a dream. In other words, just coming out of it. So was it you in this story?
DeleteNo, it's not my story though this has happened to me. God allowed me to see at least 3 people as they were leaving their bodies and passing over. I saw 2 others who had already passed over to Heaven. I've never seen anyone in the Abyss/or Hell. I don't believe there are any humans in
Deletethe Abyss anyway. That's where the fallen ones are chained up with Abbadon/Apollyon/Apollo as king over them. (same evil entity. different cultural names. I've seen Hell though. Nobody down there singing or writing poetry. (sad smile) We are not allowed by God to speak to those passed over, it is strictly forbidden, but we are allowed to see them. But there is a slice of a moment right after leaving the body when God sometimes allows them to say goodbye to loved ones, especially if they are far apart and haven't seen one another in a long time. But once you are escorted to Heaven or Hell, no. No communication. There is a reason for that. I don't pretend to understand it all. I just know what God has shown me or let me experience personally. Backed up by His Word, the Bible. That's kinda what this poem was about. Just a story.